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ABOUT GIANTS 


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OTHER WONDER PEOPLE 


ISABEL SMITHSON 

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GEORGE FOSTER BARNES 

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Copyright, 1888 

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CONTENTS. 


I. 


About Giants . . . . 

Isabel Smithson. 


II. 

True Stories About Dwarfs 
Isabel Smithson. 

III. 


JoUJOU AND BeBE . 

Isabel Smithson. 


IV. 


The Troubadours . 

George Foster Barnes. 




LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. 


Rollo the walker 

Page. 

19 

The Chinese giant ..... 

26 

Little Dick Gibson 

31 

Piletas, Ptolemy Soter’s learned dwarf 

41 

Caesar Augustus and his dwarfs 

45 

E^be 

S3 

Joujou, the tiny papa .... 

45 

Tom Thumb and Her Majesty’s lifeguard 

63 

The Tom Thumb bridal party . 

67 

The troubadour singing to the thieves 

73 

Under the greenwood tree 

77 

In the reign of Eleanor of Provence . 

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The last minstrel 

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ABOUT GIANTS. 


HOW BIG ARE GIANTS ? 

M any and wonderful are the stories about 
giants found in old books — of men as high 
as the tallest trees with three heads each, and 
dragons’ tails, of one-eyed, ten-armed giants, of 
monsters who went about pulling up trees by the 
roots, knocking over mountains with one hand, 
or amusing themselves by playing foot-ball with 
the dead bodies of their foes. This sort of story 
does very well in fairy tales, but it can never find 
place in a true account of giants, any more than the 
old Greek writer’s mention of the man who was so 
small that no one could see him^ could be admitted 
into a true history of dwarfs. 

A man who is more than six feet high is a very 
tall man indeed, and if he is seven or eight feet 
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high he is called a giant, and there have been a few 
persons still taller than this. 

In the Bible it is said that “ there were giants 
on the earth in those days ; ” and the country of 
Ammon is called “ a land of giants,” and the spies 
who were sent by Moses into Canaan came back 
saying, “ We saw the giants, the sons of Anak.” 
Now it is not to be supposed that these people 
were as high as a four-story house — which would 
be nothing astonishing in a fairy tale. Goliath, 
the famous Philistine whom David killed, is thought 
to have been about nine feet, that is, a yard higher 
than the tall men we see in these days. 

For a long time it was believed that the people 
of Patagonia, the southernmost country of South 
America, were enormous giants, and wonderful 
tales were told about them by travellers and sail- 
ors, but at last a sea-captain who lived in Patagonia 
some thirty years ago, brought back the truth. 
He said that almost every man among them was 
more than six feet high, and many of them nearly 
seven feet; that they were immensely strong, with 
dark skins and thick hair, and a muttering indis- 


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tinct way of talking, “ as if their mouths were filled 
with hot pudding.” 

It is believed that there has never lived any nation 
of giants, though some races of people are known 
to have had more very tall persons among them 
than others, and the tallest people now on earth 
are in the countries of South America. 

LONG AGO. 

In old times, not only children, but grown-up 
persons, liked to listen to stories of fierce giants, 
and many spots in England and other countries 
still bear the names of these huge wonders ; some 
of the legends or tales are very amusing, and pos- 
sibly true. For instance, a high sea-cliff on the 
south coast of England which is called “ The Giant’s 
Leap,” is said to be the spot where two giants had 
a fierce fight and one of them, after having had 
three ribs broken, caught up his enemy and threw 
him headfirst over the cliff into the sea. 

Then there is a large cavern in the north of Eng- 
land called “The Giant’s Cave,” and a deep crack 
in the flat rock near it is known as “The Maiden’s 


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Step,” and the story goes that here a lovely lady 
ran away from the cruel giant Torquin, who was 
keeping her a prisoner in his rocky home. Near 
by is a low mound five yards long, with a great 
stone pillar at each end, and this is called “ The 
Giant’s Grave,” being believed to be the spot where 
Torquin was killed and buried by the brave knight, 
Sir Launcelot. A single stone pillar as high as a 
man, which stands near the mound, is named “ The 
Giant’s Thumb.” 

A giant who is said to have lived on the Isle of 
Man in the Irish Sea, was very fond of playing the 
game of quoits with large rocks such as no other 
man could lift, and here two square pillars are 
still known as “ The Giant’s Quoiting Stones.” 

On one of the Scilly Islands, off the southwest 
coast of England, is a great pile of rocks shaped 
like walls with pointed towers, and this enormous 
mass is called “ The Giant’s Castle,” while in the 
south of Ireland several immense rocks piled one 
above the other, are named “ The Giant’s Stairs,” 
and are said to have led to the hiding-place of a 
monster whose legs, to fit this staircase, would have 


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had to be long enough for him to step up to the 
roof of a good-sized house in one stride. 

The nursery fairy story of Jack the Giant-killer is 
very old indeed. Although it was not printed until 
the year 17 ii, it had been told in England and 
Germany for hundreds of years before that, and is 
found in Hindoo writings which were made as long 
ago as two hundred and forty years before the time 
of Christ. Jack and the Bean-stalk is also very old, 
and was first told and believed in Iceland, where, 
however, it was supposed to be an ash-tree instead 
of a bean-stalk which “grew and grew until it 
reached beyond the clouds.” 

BURIED GIANTS. 

In the British Museum there hangs a large 
corselet or vest such as warriors of old times used 
to wear. It is made of leather, covered with thin 
fine gold of most beautiful workmanship, and is 
known as “ The Golden Vest.” The way in which 
it was found makes it interesting. 

About fiftyyears ago some men who were mend- 
ing roads near the town of Mold, in Wales, came 


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across a tumulus, or great mound of earth, and 
thinking it might contain gravel which would be 
useful to them in their work, they began digging 
into it. What was their surprise to find at the 
bottom of the mound some human bones and a 
skull of unusual size, two or three hundred amber 
beads, and a golden vest. These curious articles 
were sent to a learned man, who soon after dis- 
covered in some very old Welsh writings that the 
mound was the grave of a giant named Beulli, who 
lived in the year 500, arid after whom was named 
a hill where he used to collect his men together 
before a' fight. The place where his grave was 
found had been named “ The Field of the Goblin,” 
or in Welsh language, Cae Ellyllion. The Golden 
Vest was sent to the Museum where any one who 
visits London may see it. 

Giant skeletons have been found buried in many 
different countries, and it is very likely that the old 
stories of impossibly large men were believed, be- 
cause people did not know that ages ago there 
lived enormous animals larger than any we see 
now. Such were the mammoth, mastodon, dino- 


ABOUT GIANTS. 


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therium, megatherium, and many others with names 
to match the'size of their bodies ; these strange 
creatures died, and hundreds of years afterwards, 
when they had been forgotten, their huge skeletons 
were found by accident, and people thought that 
the great bones must have belonged to human be- 
ings. 

ROLLO THE WALKER. 

Rollo was the leader of the Northmen, a wild 
fierce race of people who lived in Norway and 
Sweden several hundred years ago. He was so 
big that he could never find a horse tall and strong 
enough to carry him, and being always obliged to 
go on foot, was called “ Rollo the Ganger ” (which 
meant the Walker), or “Gang Roll,” for short. 
This giant chieftain used to sail down to France, 
land his men, and then rush through the country, 
burning houses and churches, and killing people 
on every side. The French tried to drive out the 
strangers, but it was no use, and at last the king 
and his nobles got so frightened that they offered 
to make friends with the terrible Northmen, and to 


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give them a part of France for their own. To this 
Rollo agreed, and on the da)^ fi:jred the king, 
Charles the Third, with some of his nobles*, met 
Rollo and the chief ‘Northmen to settle matters 
peaceably. Rollo was -made a duke, and it was 
arranged that he should become a Christian, be 
baptized by the name of Robert, and marry the 
French princess Gisble. During the council the 
Northmen were very quiet and well-behaved, but 
when they heard that the newly-made duke would 
have to kneel down and kiss the king’s foot ( that 
being the custom in those days), they made a terri- 
ble uproar. Rollo proudly refused to kneel to the 
king, the French nobles insisted that that was the 
law of the land, every one began talking at once, 
and for a time it seemed as if all the plans for peace 
and friendship were to be overturned. But at last 
Rollo said he would let one of his men act for him, 
and calling out a tall fierce warrior, he ordered 
him to kiss the king’s foot. The soldier dared 
not disobey, but went sulkily towards the king, and 
instead of kneeling down, he pulled the king’s foot 
up to his own lips, doing it so suddenly and roughly 


ABOUT GIANTS. 


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that poor Charles lost his balance and fell over 
backwards. 

Then the rude strangers all burst out laughing, 
but as the French were too much afraid of their 
visitors to criticise them, the meeting ended with- 
out any more quarrelling, and Rollo married the 
French princess and he and his followers settled 
down quietly in their new home in the north of 
France, which has ever since been called from 
them, “ Normandy,” meaning “ Northman’s land.” 

THREE TALL ENGLISHMEN. 

Walter Parsons, a very famous giant, was em- 
ployed by King James the First of England as 
porter, and his business was to stand beside a 
heavy gate and open it when any one wanted to go 
in or out. In his youth he had been a blacksmith, 
and when he struck the anvil he had to stand in a 
deep hole in the ground so as to be of about the 
same height as the other workmen. He was im- 
mensely strong, but too good-tempered to hurt any 
one ; once, when a man offended him in London 
streets, he lifted him gently by the waistband, and 


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hung him up high on a hook in the public market- 
place, where he left him, unhurt, but laughed at by 
all who passed. When King James died, his son. 
King Charles, kept Parsons in his place as porter ; 
and this king had also another giant, named Evans, 
who danced in a play before his royal master, and 
then drew little Jeffrey Hudson out of his pocket. 
The pictures of this giant and dwarf are painted on 
the signboard of an old London inn which is named 
after them. 

Tony Payne was the name of a tall schoolboy 
who lived down in Cornwall, the southwest corner 
of England. His back was so broad that his class- 
mates liked to use it as a blackboard and work 
out their examples on it with chalk, and he would 
sometimes pick up two of his companions, tuck one 
under each arm and then climb up a steep sea-cliff, 
saying that he was taking his little kittens out to 
show them the world. He was always so gentle 
and kind to his schoolmates that they loved him 
dearly, and though it is nearly two hundred years 
since he died, the Cornish people still talk about 
him, and when a country lad wants to speak of any 


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thing as being very large indeed, he says it is “ as 
long as Tony Payne’s foot ! ” 

When Payne was twenty-one years old, and 
seven feet two inches high, he was engaged by a 
nobleman to take care of hunting dogs and horses, 
and after a hunt he used to carry home great stags 
and deer upon his shoulders; and if he wanted to 
have a jacket made of deerskin, he had to use the 
hides of three fulkgrown animals. One Christmas 
eve a boy was sent into the woods with a little 
donkey to get fagots for firewood, and as it grew 
very late and they did not come back, people be- 
gan to be worried lest the child had lost his way. 
So Tony Payne went to fetch him, and finding that 
nothing was the matter except that the donkey felt 
tired, and would not go, he stooped down, took the 
astonished animal on his shoulders, and carried 
him home, fagots and all. 

He soon had more serious work to do, however, 
for his master, Sir Seville Granville, heard that the 
king, Charles the First, needed all his friends to 
help him, and wanted them to get their troops 
ready to fight the rebels who had raised an army 


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against him, and so Sir Beville got his men to- 
gether as fast as he could. He chose Tony Payne 
to be one of his bodyguard, so that the young 
giant’s place was near his master, and before very 
long word was received that the rebels were com- 
ing to Stowe, where Sir Beville lived. Tony Payne, 
with a body of troops, was sent out to meet the 
enemy, and a battle was fought, in which the 
Royalists, as the king’s friends were called, were 
the victors. When the fighting was over, Payne 
ordered his men to take care of the wounded and 
to bury the dead, and he himself went about carry- 
ing great soldiers in his arms as if they were so 
many babies. That same year another and fiercer 
battle was fought near Lansdown, and here the 
Royalist were sadly beaten, and Sir Beville Gran- 
v^ille killed. Payne was beside him when he fell, 
and the devoted giant put John Granville, a lad of 
sixteen, into his father’s place on the horse, and 
led the troops into the fight. Tony Payne after- 
wards sent a letter to his dead master’s widow, say- 
ing that he would always be faithful to her and her 
son. Fifteen years later when Charles the Second 


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was called home to England to be king, Sir John 
Granville was made governor of a fortress at Ply- 
mouth, and Tony Payne went with him and became 



KOLLO THE WALKER. 


halberdier^ or keeper of the cannon. King Charles 
knew how brave and faithful Payne had been dur- 
ing the war, and he made a great favorite of the 


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big halberdier, and had his portrait painted by a 
great artist. In this picture the giant is shown 
standing beside a cannon, with one hand resting 
on it, while in the other he holds his halberd, 
a sort of battle-axe which halberdiers carry. 

When he grew old he left the army and went 
back to his home in Stratton, and after he was 
dead and ready to be buried, it was found that the 
doorways and staircases were not large enough to 
allow his huge body to be carried out of the house. 
The walls had to be sawed through, and the floors 
lowered with ropes and pulleys, and a number of 
the strongest men that could be found took turns 
in carrying the giant’s body to the grave. 

THE GIANT REGIMENTS. 

Frederick William, emperor of Prussia, had in his 
army a regiment of men who were all immensely 
tall, being gathered together from every part of 
Europe. They were called “ The Grand Grena- 
diers,” and in their front rank there was not a 
single man less than seven feet in height. 

The emperor’s greatest delight was to ride out 


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and review his giant regiment, and when ambas- 
sadors or any grand persons from other countries 
came to visit him he always had his Grand Grena- 
diers march by to be wondered at and admired. 
When Frederick William died his son sent the tall 
soldiers to the empress, and they used to march on 
each side of her immense state coach and could 
shake hands with each other over the roof. 

England still has a tall regiment, and every one 
who has been to London must have seen the Life 
Guardsmen in their scarlet coats. Each m an wears 
beside great leather boots reaching above his 
knees, long gauntlet gloves, and a helmet and 
breast-plate made of shining steel, and carries a 
sabre at his side, and two pistols before him, in the 
saddle. No one can be a Life Guardsman unless 
he is at least six feet two inches high, and these 
huge men, who have to ride the largest horses that 
can be found, look very grand and soldierly gal- 
loping along together, or standing “on guard,” as 
still as statues, neither horses nor riders moving 
so much as an eyelid. 

These are the men who fought so well in the late 


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war in Egypt; and at the battle of Waterloo in 
1815, the Life Guardsmen were those who rode up 
in the nick of time, attacking the French and chas- 
ing them into the valley. 

TWO IRISH GIANTS. 

About five miles from the silver mines of Tippe- 
rary, in the south of Ireland, there lived a giant 
boy named Cornelius McGrath. His parents were 
peasants and they and all his brothers and sisters 
were of the usual size ; and even he was not as- 
tonishingly large until he reached his sixteenth 
year. Then he was taken with such violent pains 
in his arms and legs that he was lame for a month, 
and everyone thought he had rheumatism, and the 
doctor ordered him salt water baths. It was soon 
found out, however, that his complaint was “grow- 
ing pains,” for in a year’s time he became so dread- 
fully tall that when he visited the city of Cork 
crowds of people followed him through the streets. 

The sole of his shoe was fifteen inches long, his 
wrist measured a quarter of a yard round, and with 
one hand he could entirely cover a good-sized 


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shoulder of mutton. Of course he was very strong, 
and there was a Utile student in Trinity College, 
Dublin, whom Cornelius used to pick up by the 
coat collar and hold out at arms-length. The 
young giant was exhibited in a show in Cork, and 
from that city he went to Paris, and then all over 
Europe, and everywhere crowds of people flocked 
to see him. After his death his friends the stu- 
dents placed his great skeleton in Trinity College, 
where it remains to this day. 

Another Irish giant named Cotter, and sometimes 
called the “ Man-mountain,” used to astonish the 
night watchmen by stopping at a street lamp-post 
and lighting his pipe in the flame, and then walk- 
ing off as coolly as if he had done nothing queer. 

He was more than eight feet tall, and so strong 
that when some one spoke rudely about Ireland, he 
took the man by the coat collar, held him up in the 
air and shook him well. He once acted in a play 
with a dwarf lady who was less than a yard high, 
and all the people laughed at seeing her go up a 
flight of stairs to talk with the great fellow who 
would turn round next minute and shake hands 


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with the people in the upper stage boxes. The 
showman pretended that his giant was related to 
Brian Boru, a famous Irish king who fought the 
Danes nine hundred years ago, beating them in 
forty-nine battles, and who is said to have been 
more than eight feet high. 

Mr. Cotter used to travel about in a carriage 
which had the floor let down on purpose to make 
room for his long legs, and one night as he was 
driving through the woods the horses were stopped 
by a highway robber who meant to steal all he could 
find in the coach. The giant leaned out of the win- 
dow to see what was the matter, and the astonished 
robber, not daring to attack such a big fellow, put 
spurs to his horse and rode off as fast as he could 
go. The giant’s gold watch and chain would have 
been worth stealing, as they had been made to suit 
his big hands and pockets, and together weighed a 
pound. 

Mr. Cotter had his portrait painted many times. 

THE GREAT AND THE SMALL. 

In the year 1866 there came to America from 


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China three queer persons — Chang Woo Gow, a 
giant, King Foo, his wife, and Chung Now, a Tar- 
tar dwarf. The first of these three was nearly eight 
feet high, and he had had a sister who grew to be 
still taller than himself. He was very polite^ and be- 
ing a well-educated gentleman and pleasant to talk 
with, received a great many visitors in Barnum’s 
Museum where he was exhibited. 

Chang went over to London and visited the 
Prince of Wales. The Prince asked him to sign 
his name on the wall as high as he could reach, and 
the giant put up his big hand and wrote his name 
away up above every one’s head at the height of ten 
feet from the ground, so that it would take a six- 
year-old child standing on the head of a very tall 
man to touch it. 

Chang Woo Gow was in New York and other 
American cities a few winters since. 

Once upon a time the Empress of Austria had a 
fancy that it would be nice to get all the giants and 
dwarfs that could be found and put them into one 
house together. 

This was done, and great care was taken to hire 


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ones, and the poor giants complained with tears 
in their eyes that- the dwarfs teased, abused and 
even robbed them, and so the guards had to pro- 
tect the giants from their tiny tormentors. 


strong men to guard the dwarfs, lest the giants 
should frighten or hurt them. Strange to say, how- 
ever, the little people were too much for the big 


THE CHINESE GIANT. 


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It would seem from this that giants are good- 
natured and gentle, instead of being the fierce, ter- 
rible monsters they are made in story-books ; 
and dwarfs are usually — though not always — 
peevish and mischievous little creatures. 


TRUE STORIES ABOUT 
DWARFS 


A TINY BRIDAL-PARTY. 

BOUT two hundred years ago there was a 



^ queer wedding in an emperor’s palace. 
The bridegroom was as small as a child five years 
old, and the bride and the company not any 
larger; yet they were all “grown-up” people, and 
this is not a fairy-tale. 

A Russian princess, Natalie, had these two little 
people for pets, and when she told her brother (the 
Czar, Peter the Great) that they were to be mar- 
ried to each other, he ordered every dwarf within 
two hundred miles of Moscow to come to the wed- 
ding. Carriages were sent to fetch them, and on 
the appointed day, seventy tiny ladies and gentle- 


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men arrived, twelve or more in one carriage and 
driven by a single horse ! 

Crowds of people laughing and cheering followed 
the fairy procession into the city ; the great palace 
of the Kremlin was lighted up, and there the little 
bride and groom, dressed in magnificent clothes, 
awaited their guests. The royal family, and many 
noblemen, came to see the wedding ; and every- 
thing was very grand ; but there was much trouble 
afterwards in getting the little people in to supper. 
Each one wanted to go first, so the Czar said that 
they should be placed “ by sizes ; ” the smallest one 
at the head. But this did not please them any 
better, for no one liked to be called the tiniest of 
the tiny, and every one wanted to go last ! How- 
ever, it was all settled peaceably, and the company 
sat down to supper on small chairs at a long, low 
table ; and they ate and drank out of beautiful lit- 
tle plates and cups and saucers which had been 
made on purpose for them. After supper there 
was a grand bail ; each little gentleman asked a 
little lady to be his partner, and then they danced 
the minuet and other dances, and fanned them- 


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selves with tiny fans. Must it not have been as 
pretty sight ? 

LITTLE DICK GIBSON AND HIS WIFE. 

King Charles the First of England had a favor- 
ite dwarf named Richard Gibson, who was hardly 
more than a yard high, and the king’s wife, Queen 
Henrietta, had a lady-dwarf who was exactly the 
same height, and these two little people were mar- 
ried to each other. The king and queen were at 
the wedding ; the queen gave the bride a little dia- 
mond ring as a bridal-gift, and the court-poet wrote 
a poem about the marriage. 

Little Dick Gibson and his wife had nine chil- 
dren, five of whom lived to grow up and become 
just as tall as most people, so that they must have 
seemed like giants to their papa and mamma. 

This small gentleman was a great painter and 
used to make beautiful pictures for King Charles. 
One of these pictures was the cause of a very sad 
event; King Charles gave it to a man named 
Vandefwort (who took charge of all the king’s pict- 


I.1TTI.E DICK GIBSON. 








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ures), and told him to put it in some safe place 
where no harm would come to it, and the man put 
it away so carefully that when the king asked for 
it Vanderwort could not remember where he had 
bestowed it. He looked in every place he could 
think of, but did not find it, and he was too much 
afraid to tell the king that it was lost, so he went 
and killed himself ! The picture was found a few 
days afterwards. 

Little Gibson went over to Holland and gave 
drawing-lessons to Princess Mary who afterwards 
became Queen of England, but he never grew any 
taller, though he lived to be seventy-five years old, 
and neither did his little wife, who was nearly a 
hundred when she died. 

SIR JEFFREY HUDSON, THE TINY KNIGHT. 

The most interesting of all these little creatures, 
and the one whose history reads most like a fairy- 
tale, is Jeffrey Hudson, who, at the age of seven 
years, was only half a yard high. His parents were 
of the usual size, and his father, who took charge 


34 


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of fighting-bulls for the Duke of Buckingham (the 
greatest nobleman in England), sent his tiny son to 
the Duke’s wife and she dressed him in handsome 
clothes and made him her page. He was taught 
to be polite, and to wait upon ladies and gentle- 
men, instead of running about barefoot as he 
used to do at home. 

One day some mischievous fellows having killed 
a large cat belonging to an old woman, took off 
the skin and fastened it round little Jeffrey, so that 
when he went on all-fours he looked just like “ Rut- 
terkin,” the cat. While the old woman was at tea 
with some of her friends, Jeffrey, dressed in the 
cat’s skin, lay curled up in the corner as if asleep, 
and when some one threw him a piece of meat, he 
jumped up suddenly, saying: “ Rutterkin can help 
himself when he is hungry,” and ran down-stairs 
as fast as he could go. 

The visitors started up, screaming out, “A witch ! 
a witch, with her talking cat ! ” and they were in 
a great fright until they found out that a trick had 
been played on them. 

Some time after this, the Duke heard that King 


TRUE STORIES ABOUT DWARFS. 


35 


Charles and his young French wife, with a number 
of lords and ladies, were coming to make him a 
visit, so everything was got ready to receive the 
royal guests. The Duchess of Buckingham knew 
that Queen Henrietta was very fond of dwarfs, and 
wishing to give her a pleasant surprise, she put lit- 
tle Jeffrey into a large deep dish, and had a crust 
of baked dough made over the top, with holes for 
him to breathe through ; and when dinner was 
ready, and the king and all the visitors were sit- 
ting at table, this big pie was brought in and Queen 
Henrietta was asked to cut the “venison-pastry,” 
as it was called. She did so, and when the pie was 
opened^ up jumped a little man dressed in a suit of 
armor ! 

Was not that a dainty dish to set before the kingl 

Every one was astonished at seeing what the pie 
was made of, and Jeffrey stepping out, knelt beside 
the queen’s plate and asked her to take him with 
her and let him be her page, which she was very 
glad to do, although she already had her two mar- 
ried dwarfs. 


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So Jeffrey Hudson went to live in the king’s pal- 
ace and soon became a great favorite with his royal 
mistress and the ladies of her court. He once 
acted in a play before the king and queen, when a 
tall fellow came out and danced and then pulled a 
loaf of bread out of one big pocket, and little Jef- 
frey Hudson, instead of a piece of cheese, from the 
other. 

The king made Jeffrey a knight and after that 
he wore a sword and was always called Sir Jeffrey; 
but his grand title did not prevent him from being 
nearly drowned one day, in a basin of water when 
he was washing his hands. At another time, he 
was walking along by the river Thames and being 
taken up by the wind, would have been blown into 
the water if his clothes had not caught in a bush on 
the bank. 

Queen Henrietta used to send her dwarf-page 
on important errands, and to carry letters and mes- 
sages for her; and once he went to see the Queen 
of France who was Queen Henrietta’s mother, and 
who loaded him with beautiful presents. As he 
was sailing home again, across the English Chan- 


TRUE STORIES ABOUT DWARFS. 


37 


nel, the vessel, which was very old and slow, was 
attacked by pirates. They stole all the presents 
that he was taking to the Queen of England, from 
her mother, besides which had been given to him- 
self, and Jeffrey, together with a nurse whom the 
Queen of France was sending to her daugher, was 
taken prisoner. It was not until the king had 
agreed to pay the pirates a large sum of money 
that the captives were set free ; but before he 
reached home Jeffrey met with another adventure 
— a fight with a turkey-gobbler. The big fowl 
chased the little fellow and frightened him so badly 
that he cried for help until the queen’s nurse came 
and drove away his enemy. This incident was 
told to Sir William d’Avenant the poet, and he 
thought it so funny that he wrote a poem about it 
which he called “ Jeffriedos.” Two of the closing 
lines are as follows : 

So Jeffrey straight was thrown. When faint and weak, 

The cruel fowl assaults him with its beak. 

At last he was sent back to England, where he 
remained for several years, playing with the queen’s 


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pet monkey, and quarreling with the young gentle- 
men of the court, who loved to play tricks on the 
little knight. He had his portrait painted very 
often, sometimes with the king and queen, some- 
times alone, and sometimes with a dog; one New 
Year’s Day, a court-lady made him a present of a 
little bit of a book which she had had printed on 
purpose for him, and which had his portrait on the 
first page. 

The poor little fellow had the misfortune to be 
taken by a pirate again, and this time he was car- 
ried off to Africa and sold as a slave. He was 
treated cruelly and forced to do hard work to which 
he had never been accustomed, and was very, very 
unhappy until King Charles again paid to get him 
back and he returned to his dear queen at last. 
She was delighted to see him and every one was 
surprised at finding that he had grown a foot tal- 
ler ; the king gave him a fine uniform and a little 
horse to ride on, and made him a captain in the 
army. 

A dreadful revolution broke out in England and 
little Jeffrey fought for his king, and when the 


TRUE STORIES ABOUT DWARFS. 


39 


queen had to leave England in the middle of the 
night, with a few faithful friends, Jeffrey Hudson 
was among them. He was now about twenty-five 
years old, and, having grown to be more than three 
feet high, thought himself a very big man, although 
most eight-year-old children are taller. 

As I have said, he went to France with Queen 
Henrietta, and there he soon got into trouble 
through giving way to his fiery temper ; some young 
courtiers who had read the “ Jeffriedos,” amused 
themselves by teasing the dwarf and making fun 
of him for having run away from the turkey, and 
the little man got dreadfully angry with his tormen- 
tors, and at last called out one of them to fight a 
duel, which was the fashionable way of settling 
quarrels in those times. On the day appointed for 
the duel, Jeffrey came to the place with his pistol 
loaded, but the courtier, Mr. Crofts, thinking that 
the affair was only a joke, brought nothing but a 
big squirt, with which he meant to throw water on 
the dwarf. This made Jeffrey angrier than ever 
and he insisted on having a real duel with his enemy. 
They fought on horseback, and when the signal 


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was given, both raised their pistols and fired at 
each other, and little Jeffrey killed the gay young 
gentleman at the first shot. Every one was shocked 
and grieved on hearing what had happened, and 
Sir Jeffrey was locked up for a punishment, and 
then sent away from the court. 

Some years afterwards he went back to England, 
where his old master, the Duke of Buckingham, 
gave him enough money to live comfortably. 

Poor Charles the First had been put to death by 
the rebels, Cromwell had been deposed, and Charles 
the Second was king; some wicked men made up 
a story that a dreadful plot was on foot and that 
the king and many other persons were to be mur- 
dered, and this made every one so frightened that 
numbers of people were thrown into prison, and 
some even put to death, before it was found out that 
there was no “plot” at all, except in the evil minds 
of those who had begun the fuss. Jeffrey Hudson, 
being of the same religion as the accused persons, 
had been put in prison and kept there for some 
time; after he had been let out he fell ill, and soon 
the adventures of the tiny knight were over. 


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He was sixty-three years old when he died, and 
only three feet nine inches high ; a blue satin suit 
of clothes which belonged to the little manikin are 
still shown in a museum in England, and a full- 
length picture of him hangs in Hampton Court 
palace. 


DWARFS OF OLDEN TIMES. 

The most famous dwarf of olden times was Phi- 
letas, who lived in Egypt three hundred years be- 
fore Christ. When a grown man he was so small 
and light that he dared not go out of doors with- 
out having lead weights, in his pockets, lest he 
should be blown away. And 3/et he was a great 
poet, and so wise and learned and trustworthy 
that he was chosen by the king, Ptolemy Soter, to 
direct the studies of his son Philadelphus, the heir 
to the throne. How queer it must have seemed to 
the young prince to have such a mite for a teacher ! 

Writers of that long-ago time say that there was 
once a whole tribe of dwarfs living in India, and that 
they rode about on sheep and goats, and cut down 


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the corn with axes as if the corn-field were a great 
forest. Every winter whole flocks of cranes — 
those tall birds with long beaks — used to fly to 
India from colder lands, and the dwarfs were fond 
of picking up the birds’ feathers, and what was 
worse, of stealing their eggs. This made the 
cranes very angry, so that they attacked the robbers, 
and as the dwarfs would not run away, there was 
a terrible battle, where, Addison says, 

High in the midst, the chieftain-dwarf was seen 
Full twenty inches tall he strode along. 

But he was killed, and so were all his little soldiers, 
and that was the end of the dwarf-nation. 

This sounds rather like a fairy-tale, and perhaps 
it is not all true, but at the same time, it is not im- 
possible that a very small race of people lived long 
ago ; indeed their bones have been found buried 
in the ground in many different countries. 

Whole acres of land in the State- of Tennessee 
are thought to have been the burying-grounds of a 
pigrny-race that must have lived before the Red In- 
dians. It is said that about fifty years ago some 


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one accidentally discovered there hundreds of lit- 
tle skeletons under the ground, the largest not more 
than nineteen inches long, and people knew by the 
shape of the teeth that these were skeletons of 
grown-up persons. The coffins were made of four 
rough, flat stones, and were all placed in regular 
rows, about two feet down in the earth, the little 
people lying on their backs, their arms crossed on 
their breasts, and each one holding a sort of small 
stone jug; one of these skeletons wore a necklace 
made of ninety -four pearl beads, and at a short dis- 
tance from the burial-place were found the ruins of 
what seemed to have been a very old town. Whether 
this account is authentic, I cannot say. Dwarf- 
graves have also been found in Central America, 
and in some parts of Europe and Asia; and on an 
island near Scotland, called the Isle of Pigmies, is 
an old ruined chapel. 

In whose small vaults a pigmy folk is found, 

Whose bones the delver with his spade upthrows. 

In the time of the Roman Empire it was the 
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them for pets. Julia, the niece of Caesar Augustus, 
had a little favorite named Conopas, and a hand- 
maiden, Andromeda, each of whom was only “ two 
feet and a hand-breadth high.” Augustus himself 
was very fond of dwarfs, and used to send to all 
parts of the world for them; but he would not 
have any excepting those who were well-shaped, 
handsome and lively. He and his little pets used 
to play together in the palace, and while listening 
to their pretty prattling the great emperor forgot his 
worldly cares. The Romans had a cruel practice 
of making dwarfs by keeping young babies in 
wooden boxes to prevent their growing; and by 
the time the poor little creatures were a few years 
old they were worth a great deal of money. 

In Egypt and Persia and Turkey, pet dwarfs 
have been kept from the very earliest times, and 
from those countries the fashion spread to Europe. 
In the city of Mantua, in Italy, there is, in the 
duke’s palace, a suite of six very small rooms with 
ceilings so low that a tall man cannot stand up un- 
der them ; two tiny staircases lead to these rooms, 
which are said to have been built for the duke’s 


TRUE STORIES ABOUT DWARFS. 


49 


dwarfs to live in. William, Duke of Normandy, the 
conqueror of England, had dwarf-pages, and it was 
the fashion among his nobles to have as many of 
these little creatures as they could get, to wait on 
them, and lead their horses in grand processions. 


JOUJOU AND BEBE. 


O NCE upon a time there lived near the town 
of Chaliez in Russia, a lady and gentleman 
of the usual size, who had six children, every sec- 
ond one of whom was, when grown up, very tall 
indeed, while the other three were dwarfs. The 
eldest son, who grew to be a little more than a 
yard high, became page to a grand lady ; the second 
of this tiny trio was only eight inches long when he 
was born ; while the third, who was a girl, measured 
three quarters of a yard in height at the age of 
twenty years. 

Their father died suddenly, leaving his wife very 
poor and with the six children to take care of, 
and so a rich lady who had always made a pet 
of Joseph, the second of the dwarf-children, said 


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51 


she should like to adopt him as her own. His 
mother cried a great deal at parting with her little 
Joujou, as he was called, but she let the lady take 
him away, and he stayed with his new mother until 
he was twelve years old and twenty-one inches 
high. Then another kind lady, the Countess 
Humiecka, took him traveling with her and he 
went to see Maria Theresa, Empress of Austria. 
He had been looking at all the beautiful sights in 
the great city of Vienna, and when the empress 
lifted him up on her lap and asked him what he 
thought the most wonderful of all that he had seen, 
he said that the strangest sight was what he saw 
at that moment. 

“And what is that } ” asked Her Majesty in sur- 
prise. 

“ To see so little a man on the lap of so great a 
woman,” he replied, and this answer pleased the 
empress so much that when he was bidding her 
good-by she called one of her children, a girl five 
years of age, to her side, took a little diamond ring 
off the child’s hand and put it on the dwarf’s. 
This ring he kept as long as he lived, and 


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prized it as the greatest treasure, for that little girl 
was Princess Marie Antoinette who afterward mar- 
ried the King of France, Louis the Sixteenth, and 
who with her royal husband was put to death by 
the mob during the French Revolution* 

This little Joujou, whose real name was Joseph 
Bornwlgski ( a very long one for such a small per- 
son), pleased every one who saw him, for he was 
polite and gentlemanly in manner, very well edu- 
cated, speaking French and German perfectly, and 
what was still better, he was always amiable and 
cheerful. 

One day he was taken to see the King of Po- 
land, who had a dwarf of his own called Bdbd. 
This little fellow had been carried on a plate to be 
baptized, and for some time after had had a shoe 
of his father’s for a bed ; he was not as tall as Jou- 
jou at the time of the latter’s visit, and not one 
half as pleasing and amiable. 

Stanislaus was delighted with little Joujou and 
talked to him for a long time, and Bdbd on seeing 
this was dreadfully jealous. As soon as the king 
had gone out of the room, and the dwarfs were 


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S3 


left alone, Bdbe crept up quietly behind his visitor, 
caught him by the waist and tried to push him 
into the fire 1 Fortunately, however, the king heard 
the noise, and came back again to see what was the 



BEBB. 


matter, and after separating the struggling dwarfs, 
he called to a servant to give B6b6 a sound whip- 
ping and then to turn him out of doors, for he 
would have nothing more to do with such a wicked 
fellow. 

Joujou was so kind and good as to beg the king 



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to forgive the little culprit, and at last it was ar- 
ranged that Bebe must have the whipping, but that 
after that, if he would beg Joujou’s pardon for try- 
ing to kill him, the king would let him be his little 
pet again ; and to this, Bebe agreed, though very 
unwillingly. 

Soon afterwards Bebd began to grow bent and 
feeble like an old man, though he was hardly more 
than twenty-two years old, and one day he fell 
ill of a fever and died. 

Joujou went to Paris, where the king and 
nobles made a great fuss with him, and once at 
a grand dinner-party, he was served up in a soup- 
tureen and jumped out when the cover was raised. 
At another time a friend asked him to dinner 
and had little plates and dishes just his size, 
and even the roast birds, etc., were small. 

The little gentleman (who stopped growing at 
thirty years of age, when he was thirty-nine inches 
high) married a young lady of ordinary height, and 
this queer couple had several children who soon 
grew to be much bigger than their father. He 
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gave beautiful concerts in London, and while he 
W^as there, a giant eight feet high was on exhibition. 
Joujou went to look at him, and the very big and 
very little man on seeing each other, were too 
much astonished to speak. At last the great fel- 
low stooped down a long, long way, took Joujou’s 
hand in his and spoke to him, and all the people 
laughed to see the giant and the dwarf talking 
together. 

Soon after this the dwarf, too, was obliged to 
have himself exhibited in a show, for he got so 
poor that he had no money to buy food and clothes 
for his family, and this lasted for several years ; 
but at last he was able to settle down quietly, and 
employed his time in writing a book about his own 
life and travels. 

He was ninety-eight years old when he died, 
and a shoe which he had worn is kept in a museum 
in England ; the sole is hardly six inches long. 

SIX DWARFS OF THE LAST CENTURY. 


At about the same time with Joseph Bornwlaski, 


58 TRUE STORIES ABOUT DWARFS. 

there lived in London a Mr. and Mrs. Robert 
Skinner, who were each about two feet high, and 
used to drive round St. James’ Park in a carriage no 
bigger than a baby’s, drawn by two dogs, and with 
a twelve-year-old boy in purple and yellow livery for 
a coachman. They had fourteen children, not one 
of w^hom was unusually small. 

Another lady-dwarf was called the Corsican 
Fairy, from the place of her birth and because she 
was so light and tiny. She was a beautiful little 
creature, very graceful and gay, and spoke both 
French and Italian. She was first exhibited in 
London in the year 1769, when she was twenty-six 
years old and not quite a yard high. 

Then there was Wybrand Lolkes, a clever little 
Dutch watch-maker, who though only twenty-seven 
inches high, married a woman of ordinary size. 
Very likely he was the little man whose wife, when 
she did not hear what he said, used to call out as 
hard as if she were speaking from a second-story 
window ; “ What’s that you are saying down 

there ? ” 

If he wanted to kiss her good-by he had to get 


TRUE STORIES ABOUT DWARFS. 


59 


up on a table, and when they went for a walk 
together, she would stoop down and hold his hand 
instead of taking his arm. 

During the French Revolution a dwarf named 
Richebourg was very useful in carrying letters and 
messages out of Paris. The little man, dressed 
in a full suit of baby-clothes, with the secret papers 
hidden in his ruffled cap, was carried in the arms 
of a nurse ; the trick was never found out — which 
was lucky for the “ baby.” This dwarf lived to be 
ninety years old, and during the last twenty-five 
years of his life never went out of the house, being 
very shy before strangers. 

The last person who is known to have kept a 
dwarf in his family as a pet, was Mr. Beckford, 
son of the Lord Mayor of London, who, with his 
friends, used to amuse himself by throwing the 
dwarf across the table from one person to another 
as if he were a rubber ball ! 

DWARFS OF OUR TIMES. 


Away down in the south of Africa lives a race 


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of fierce savages, called Hottentots. Several years 
ago, a Dutch trading-vessel happening to stop there, 
the captain saved the lives of a boy and girl whose 
parents and friends had been attacked and cru- 
elly killed by the Kafirs, another African tribe. 
These children were dwarfs ; the boy a yard and 
eight inches high, and the girl less than a yard ; 
they were sent over to England, and exhibited in 
London, where hundreds of people came to see 
them dance the strange, wild dances of their 
country, and hear them talk in their own queer 
language. 

They belonged to a tribe called Bushmen or 
African Gypsies, and were not dwarfs at all, 
compared with the rest of their race, of whom very 
few persons ever grew to be more than four feet 
tall, which is about the height of most nine-year-old 
children. 

In Madagascar too, that large island near Africa, 
there is said to be a nation of dwarfs living up 
in the mountains; a French sailor who was ship- 
wrecked there, came home and said he had seen 
them, and that they were not more than three feet 


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high but were very strong little creatures and very 
clever. 

The Bushmen are the smallest race of people 
known, excepting, perhaps, the Esquimaux, and it 
must be that great heat and great cold keep peo- 
ple from growing tall, since the nations of both the 
torrid and frigid zones are generally shoj'ter than 
those of temperate countries. 

In Russia and Sweden dwarfs are often kept 
in the houses of noblemen, and a gentleman who 
visited those countries some years ago, tells us in 
his book of travels that he saw numbers of these 
little fellows dressed in gay, rich clothes, standing 
round their master’s chair to hold his snuff box and 
wait upon him, and they had also to take care of 
his pet dogs and see that they were washed and 
combed regularly. These dwarfs were pretty and 
graceful, and looked so much alike that it seemed 
as if they must all belong to one family. 

Turkey is the only country where court-dwarfs 
are still kept, and there they are highly prized, 
especially if they happen to be deaf and dumb, 
which is sometimes the case. 


62 


TRUE STORIES ABOUT DWARFS. 


In the city of London, several years ago, a Mr. 
Birch while walking in the street, saw three poor 
ragged men standing on the edge of the sidewalk, 
singing. He stopped to listen, and noticed that 
one of them, who had a voice of great sweetness, 
was a dwarf, and pitying the little fellow, he asked 
him to come home with him and have something 
to eat. The poor dwarf gladly consented, and a 
short time afterwards Mr. Birch, who kept a large 
carriage factory, gave a dinner party in his work- 
rooms to the men who made carriages for him. 
Besides the workmen, he invited some gentlemen 
who sang and played in Drury Lane Theatre, and 
all together there were nearly a hundred persons 
at the party. When dinner was over, they had 
songs and music, and all of a sudden when the 
room was very quiet, a most beautiful voice was 
heard singing, though where it came from no one 
knew. The guests stared round in astonishment, 
• and looked at each other, but no one spoke until 
the sweet clear voice had ceased, and then every 
one clapped hands in delight and asked each other 
whose it could be. Some said it must be a lady. 



TOM THUMB AND HER MAJESTY’S LIFEGUARD, 



TRUE STORIES ABOUT DWARFS. 


65 


and while they were wondering, the door of a 
new carriage was thrown open, and out stejDped 
the dwarf-singer, a young man of twenty-two years. 

Then Mr. Birch told who he was, and about his 
singing in the streets for a few pennies, and some 
of the gentlemen went and spoke to the owner of 
Drury Lane Theatre about him, and the end of it 
was, that the dwarf-singer was engaged to sing in 
the theatre every evening, for which he received a 
great deal of money. 

While we are thinking of dwarfs, we must not 
forget our own Tom Thumb whom nearly every 
American child has seen. 

• He was born at Bridgeport, Connecticut, on 
January ii, 1832, and when about seven years old 
was taken by Mr. Barnum to New York and exhib- 
ited in the American Museum, where thirty thou- 
sand persons came to see him. From New York 
he went to Boston, Philadelphia, and many other 
American cities, and then to England, ten thousand 
persons going down to the steamer to see him off. 
In London he went to see Queen Victoria and her 
family, all of whom were delighted with the little 


66 


TRUE STORIES ABOUT DWARFS. 


man. He was then twenty-five inches tall, and 
very lively and interesting, singing songs, “ speak- 
ing pieces,” and even acting in plays before his 
royal audience, and when it was over the Queen 
gave him a watch and chain, a gold pencil-case 
and many other beautiful presents. One of the 
plays in which he acted was the fairy tale of “ Hop- 
o’-my-Thumb.” 

A London carriage-maker was engaged to build 
him a handsome little carriage, twenty inches high 
and eleven inches wide. It was bright blue, with 
red and blue wheels, and on the doors and harness 
were painted the Goddess of Liberty, with the 
British Lion and American Eagle, the British and 
American flags, and the motto, “ Go ahead ! ” 
The carriage was drawn by a pair of little Shetland 
ponies, with two boys as coachman and footman, 
who were dressed in sky-blue coats trimmed with sil- 
ver lace, red knee-breeches, silver buckles, cocked 
hats, and wigs. This grand affair cost nearly two 
thousand dollars, and when it went rattling through 
the streets of London every one stopped in surprise 
to look at it. 


THE TOM THUMB BRIDAL PARTY 




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69 


While General Tom Thumb was in England he 
heard of another dwarf named Edwin Calvert, 
who was still smaller than himself and who played 
the violin, and could also dance gracefully, and 
mimic the voices of birds and other animals. Tom 
Thumb sent and asked this little gentleman to visit 
him, and when they had talked together, the gen- 
eral took off his boots and Mr. Calvert tried them 
on, and they were so much too large for him that 
he could easily shake them off his feet. 

Several months were spent by Tom Thumb in 
travelling over the continent of Europe ; in Paris 
he acted in a French play which had been written 
on purpose for him ; in Spain he went to a grand 
bull-fight, when he sat close to Queen Isabella, and 
at last he came home to America again. 

Mr. Barnum found three more dwarfs, another 
little man, called Commodore Nutt, and two young 
ladies, Lavinia and Minnie Warren, and all three 
were shorter than Tom Thumb. These four made 
a very pretty group, and Tom Thumb soon married 
Miss Lavinia Warren, the older of the little sisters. 
The wedding was celebrated in New York at Grace 


70 


TRUE STORIES ABOUT DWARFS. 


Church and crowds of people went to see it ; Min- 
nie Warren was her sister’s bridesmaid, Commo- 
dore Nutt the groomsman, and when the four tiny 
people, beautifully dressed, marched up the middle 
aisle of the church, they looked more like walking 
dolls than real persons. 

Since then, Tom Thumb and his wife have “ been 
to London to see the Queen,” and she and her 
people were delighted with the pretty face and the 
quiet, lady-like manners of his little wife. The 
General died about two years ago. 


THE TROUBADOURS. 



LACED in the broad 
light of our practical 
times, the history of 
those old days when 
the Troubadours 
flourished seems like 
a story, or, as Na- 
poleon would have 
said, “a fable agreed 
upon.” 

The Troubadours 
were men who made 
the composition and 
recitation of poetry 
a profession. Many of them were actors, and 
mimics, and jugglers, and the profession was at 
one time a very lucrative one, its members fre- 


72 


THE TROUBADOURS. 


quently retiring from business loaded with gold 
and valuable goods given them by the wealthy 
people whom they had amused. An old song 
relates how one of them was paid from the king’s 
own long purse with much gold and “ white 
monie.'’ 

To be a Troubadour then, was to be a juggler, 
a poet, a musician, a master of dancing, a conjurer, 
a wrestler, a performer of sleight-of-hand, a boxer, 
and a trainer of animals. Their variety of accom- 
plishments is indicated by the figures on the front 
of a chapel in France, erected by their united 
contributions. It was consecrated in September, 
1335. One of the figures represented a Trouba- 
dour, one a minstrel, and one a juggler, “each 
with his various instruments.” Like others occu- 
pied in a trade or profession at that time and 
since, they bound themselves into one great soci- 
ety, or “ trade union ; ” and we are told that they 
had a king It is certain that they often travelled 
in companies from place to place in search of 
employment ; and often in midwinter they ap- 
peared before the castle gates at nightfall, a group 


THE TROUBADOUR SINGING TO THE THIEVES. 


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against the shadowed snow. 

The richer class of Troubadours did not travel 
at this season. They remained at home during 
the winter and composed, or learned new verses, 
and thus prepared themselves for a fresh cam- 
paign ; and with the first upspringing of the grass 
they came forth like song birds, flocking joyously 
from city to city, from castle to castle, with their 
flutes and rebecs, their wonderful stories of Ar- 
thur’s Round Table, of wild horses of the forest 
bearing fair maidens lashed to their backs forever, 
of towers dragon-guarded. 

The life of the wandering Troubadour must 
needs have been one of romance and adventure. 
Not infrequently did he picture to the life in his 
lyric some well-known character of the day and 
the neighborhood ; and it followed that if the hero 
of the song of the day was of a revengeful nature, 
the Troubadour was frequently waylaid and 
well pounded. It is related of one that while 
returning from a visit to a certain lord, having 
reached a deep and dangerous forest, he was sud- 


76 


THE TROUBADOURS. 


denly set upon by thieves who haunted these gloomy 
shades. They took from him his horse, his 
money, and even his clothing, and were about to 
kill him, when the captive Troubadour begged to 
be allowed to sing one more song before he died. 
Obtaining consent, he began to sing most melodi- 
ously in praise of thievery and of these particular 
thieves, whom he so delighted with his sweet 
compliments and admiration that they “ returned 
him his horse, his money, and everything they 
had taken from him ! ” 

But there were often pleasanter scenes “ under 
the greenwood tree.” Picture to yourself a com- 
pany of the merry singers, in fantastic array, 
halted beneath the broad and protecting boughs. 
Can you not hear the jest go round, the free 
laugh ring out, and echoing in the old woodland, as 
these Troubadours, those human songsters, revel in 
the joy of their out-of-door life, and breathing the 
healthful airs of the forest ? What is the world 
of war and loss, burning castles and tumbling 
thrones, to them ? What but so much material for 
moving, thrilling song ? 



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These roving minstrels were often of great 
secret service to armies in time of war, for they 
could travel where others could not, and many 
were the momentous missions they undertook. The 
Troubadour was always free to go and come, 
a welcome guest, a jolly good fellow. The camp 
fires might be burning, armies moving from base 
to base, but amid the tramp of marching men and 
the shifting of military posts he was secure in his 
privilege as a neutral person. As a song, the 
turning of three somersaults, or a new jest was 
sufficient password to hostile camps, it naturally 
followed that he should often be employed as a 
spy or messenger, penetrating outer lines, and into 
castles whose gates were closed by armed men. 
Imagine him spiritedly reciting some heroic tale 
to a group of rough and iron-clad warriors — rest- 
less soldiers of fortune, who listen to him with 
savage interest, clinking their swords as an accom- 
paniment to his song. While they make jokes at 
his expense they house and feed him. They re- 
ward him with curious trinkets taken in battle, a 
quaint ring, or ancient bracelet, a gem-crusted 


8o 


THE TROUBADOURS. 


drinking-cup, which serves to swell his possessions. 
But the cunning Troubadour takes the number of 
their spears. He spies the secret gates where the 
men go in and out at night bearing supplies of pro- 
visions and arms. He learns the plans for to-mor- 
row’s foraging. In short, a song, a simple story, a 
few amusing tricks secretly turns the tide of 
battle, settles the fate of kings and queens. 

Among the many unhappy queens of merry Eng- 
land, Eleanora of Aquitaine stands in her place. Her 
reign was full of trouble and misfortune, although 
Henry the Second was a most peace-loving king of 
his time. Referring to her ambitious and captive 
son, Richard Coeur de Lion, who, by the way, was 
a Troubadour, she describes herself in one of her 
letters to the Pope : “ Eleanora^ by the wrath of 

God. Qiiee7i of Englaftd.” 

Well, the turbulence of her reign was often due 
to the war songs of Troubadours ; for if ever 
it occurred that her impetuous sons were inclined 
to a season of peace, the Troubadours always 
broke into their retirement with passionate and 
boastful tensons which urged them to revolt and 


IX THE KEIGN OF ELEANOR OF rUOVENXE 








THE TROUBADOURS. 83 

battle. As the Marseillaise has resounded in the 
streets of Paris in our time, inspiring men and 
women with feelings of enthusiasm and reckless 
valor, so certain subtle recitations of the minstrels 
roused the insurgent sons of Eleanora to rebellion 
and deeds of blood. The peace of a kingdom, the 
ties of kindred, the affairs of state, were over- 
turned by a mere song. Chief of these political 
Troubadours, and a personal friend of these war- 
like sons of Eleanora, was the Baron Bertrand 
de Bosn. This French nobleman was a born 
revolutionist, impetuous, violent, and his verses 
on the lips of Troubadours, penetrated England, 
France, and Spain, exciting passion, distrust, and 
hatred among high and low. So skilful was 
he in creating discord and manipulating intrigue, 
that Dante fittingly assigned him a place in the 
j7iferno. Eleanora herself was the granddaughter 
of one of the earliest Troubadours, whose works 
have reached down to our day ; and many of the 
songs of that day are addressed to her. One 
of her Troubadour train, after a life of devotion to 
poetry and romance, became a monk and ended 


84 


THE TROUBADOURS. 


his days amid the sober scenes and subduing 
influences of an abbey in the Limousin. 

Retiring from the world into the bosom of the 
Church, seems to have been a favorite closing act 
among the Troubadours. Many of them did so from 
ignoble or selfish motives, but some were actuated 
by religious convictions, no doubt. Great ladies, 
also, whose beauty had been made famous by the 
Troubadours, frequently sought in the end, peace- 
ful nunneries from which they never came forth 
again. 

Many of the productions of the Troubadours con- 
tained from fifteen to twenty thousand verses, and 
therefore required much time in the delivery, es- 
pecially as they were accompanied by music. 

When one performer became weary another 
took his place, and thus continued the linked 
sweetness to an almost endless length. The 
Troubadour was a reformer of manners and the 
creator of many pleasing offices, some of which 
exist to this day. For instance ; In the reign of 
Eleanor of Provence, queen of England, we have 
our first glimpse of a poet-laureate ; and the office 


THE TROUBADOURS. 


85 


since become so glorious with song, undoubtedly 
sprung out of the literary tastes of the Provencal 
queen, who was herself a singer, and had been sur- 
rounded in her youth by Troubadours and min- 
strels. But this kindly harboring of Trouba- 
dours came near being the death of the king, 
her husband ; for one night a gentleman known 
as “a mad poet” was so well used in the hall 
that he got into high spirits and amused the royal 
household by “ joculating for their entertainment, 
and singing some choice minstrelsy.” But he 
seems all the while to have had another end in 
view, for at a convenient moment he crept into 
the king’s bedchamber armed with a very sharp 
knife which he plunged into the royal couch. For- 
tunately the king was not there, and although the 
mad poet called loudly for Henry, demanding that 
he show himself and be killed, the search was in 
vain. The poor poet had to pay for this attempt, 
being executed at Coventry. 

For many years the Troubadours continued 
to sing at ancient windows and in lordly halls. 
But their numbers gradually grew less, until few 


86 


THE TROUBADOURS. 



endry of feudal courts and fields waned in inter- 
est for the people, until only an occasional stroller 
was seen no more in princely dress, slowly travel- 
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were left of all that happy profession. As times 
grew more peaceful, and pleasanter occupations 
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THE LAST MINSTREL. 


THE TROUBADOURS. 


87 


warmth or comfort as a charitable or inquisitive 
person might give him by listening to his worn-out 
songs. Instead of receiving a cloak of cloth of sil- 
ver inwoven with gold as a rew’ard, he was content 
with a bed of straw. There is much pathos in 
those lines of Walter Scott which describe the last 
minstrel as forsaken by all except an orphan boy : 

The bigots of the iron time 

Had called his harmless art a crime. 

A wandering harper, scorned and poor, 

He begged his bread from door to door; 

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